Just One Thought

Just one thought
before the darkness,
just a thought
and stepped away,
from the embers,
from the calling,
from the burning rage
and creed.
Just a thought
before the darkness,
just a thought
crept in the way,
of the calling
from the darkness,
just a thought
within the fray.

No one but you (it’s all about you).
Yet it’s enough
to carry through,
to know the voices,
children laughing,
to see beginnings,
hear songs of joy (and yes sadness)
alive because of
one last thought.
You had one last thought
and stepped away
and none will know,
nor need to.
It was you (it’s all about you)
and it’s enough
to carry through.

Vern Loomis lives in the Detroit area and occasionally likes to comment on news and events that interest him in whatever capacity available. Besides Dissident Voice, his other musings can be found at Transcend Media Service, ZNetwork, CounterPunch, The Humanist, and The Apathetic Agnostic. Read other articles by Vern.